Finally managed to fish out and finish editing this CS yay.

[B]Name: [/B]Sigurður "Sigur" Gunnarsson
[B]Age:[/B] 17
[B]Gender:[/B] Male
[b]Trainer Class:[/b] Ordinary Guy (from PBR)

[B]Appearance: [/B] [hider=meh] [url=http://vegavis.deviantart.com/art/Stuck-with-You-378092545][img]http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/202/3/d/stuck_with_you_by_vegavis-d693u2p.png[/img][/url][/hider]

* Ignore the Gabite. I originally drew that pic for an rp where he had one, so yeah. He's also missing jewelry and shit because Jester's lazy.

Sigur’s definitely not the biggest guy in his age group, standing only at 5'8" with a slender build to match. He has a pretty pale complexion as his skin never tans, just burns when exposed to too much sunlight - a fact that has forced the youth to spend most of his time thickly clothed if not inside. He also has sort of long, pretty slender fingers people have called "girly" before, but he doesn’t really feel embarrassment over them; he has good dexterity, what’s there to be ashamed of? He'd like any of those stubby-fings to try and play piano like he does.

The guy’s hair is strawberry blond and, put in a single word, messy - [I]always[/I]; name any direction and you can find at least a handful of strands sticking out there. His hair is spiky from the top and his bangs long enough to cover one of his eyes from time to time, which he surprisingly enough doesn't mind. He hates tying (or doing anything else, for that matter) his hair, so you’ll more often than not find it the way it was when he woke up. His eyes are grey and due to their light tone, they're often very striking... or at least they would be if he didn’t perpetually have a somewhat bored expression on his face.

He has earrings on both of his ears and a piercing above his left eye. The piercing is simple, and the earrings are diamond shaped, hanging a bit under his earflaps. He’s been told those’re feminine too. He’s told said people they’re more expensive than anything fuckers like them own. His usual choice of clothing often consists of something comfortable and "normal" - unless he's looking to start something, in which case he can dress up pretty flashy. Usually though, he just has on a pair of black, mildy torn jeans, a loose t-shirt with something witty printed on it and, in case it's cold enough for him to need them, an open jacket and fingerless gloves. Sometimes he has on some heavy necklaces and other jewelry as decoration as well. He rarely wears anything on his head, because he doesn’t want to flatten his hair.

[B]Personality: [/B]As you’ll probably realize very quickly, Sigur isn’t a very talkative person. He’d much rather keep to himself than engage in idle gossip, especially with people he doesn’t know. He doesn’t see the point in chatting up random strangers just for the sake of being polite. In fact, he doesn’t see the point of doing anything just to be polite. If there’s one thing he hates, it’s people who fake and pretend just to appear nice and friendly, when in truth they don’t give a shit about you or your day. He thinks it’s much worse to fake and lie than to honestly say what you think, even if that’d end up hurting someone. Because of that, he doesn’t really like people who try to fit in, who are reserved, timid, or don’t speak their mind for whatever reason. And when he doesn’t like someone you will know it; he will be blunter than usual, dish out glares and insults more frequently, and all around act like an ass to try and have those people react in a way not usual for them. Hey, he’s just doing it to help! Every shy chick needs to just get really boiling mad once in their life. It’s good for the soul.

As expected, on the occasions he does talk, he always speaks his mind, and is often even more snarky and sarcastic than needed. That’s just who he is though, doesn’t mean he likes hurting people’s feelings or that he'd hate you. And God forbid you ever try changing him or telling him to shape up. You will get onto his bad side, and you will never get out. He will forever think of you as an enemy, and snark will be thrown at you come every opportunity. He will be needlessly difficult to deal with and very immature.

Still, even if might sound like it, Sigur certainly doesn’t hate everyone. Not at all; he has respect, sometimes even admiration for outspoken people, long as they aren’t acting like idiots. And in the end, he can be... well, a decent friend at least; he most likely won't abandon you if you get in trouble for example, but mostly because it’d be bothersome if you were hurt and he’d be expected to take care of you. He won’t stand anyone insulting his friends, either. He’s the only one allowed to do that.

Due to Sigur’s nature it’s not uncommon for him to make enemies and even get into fights. Verbal fights he fares pretty well in, and he actually enjoys from time to time. It’s a bonding experience of sorts. Nothing like two people exchanging insults and speaking their mind, free of the bounds of “politeness”. So don’t be surprised if after a prolonged war of words he comes and pats you on the back for a fight well fought. It’s a completely other matter once the fighting becomes physical, though. Like mentioned, Sigur isn’t really built for melees. He says he hates violence because there’s no point in it, and while there is truth to that, part of his hatred for it is because he’s just [i]so bad at it.[/i] He can avoid having his skull cracked in half most of the time, but anything more than that is beyond him. So, he’ll often try to distract his enemy with psychobabble and insults instead. He also has the tendency to freeze completely over when something startles him. He doesn’t scream, he doesn’t run away, he just stands and stares until the shock fades off. Luckily for him, it’s often easy to lie that he simply wasn’t fazed by whatever startled him.

Lastly, even though he might sound like an apathetic guy with little interest to anything, he’s far from that. When he isn’t in his defensive mode, that is, when he doesn’t think anyone’s trying to oppress him and he isn’t bitter as a result, he’s actually a pretty fun-loving guy. He has a secret love for competitions of any kind, and he loves trying out new things and just… doing crazy things others wouldn’t think of doing simply because he can.

[B]Biography:[/B] Born in Hearthome to two middle class parents, Sigur’s childhood was pretty ordinary. The only thing you could say was out of the norm was that he was never interested in Pokémon when growing up. A lot of the other kids on the block played outside with their family’s pet Pokémon and even tamed wild ones, but Sigur preferred to spend his days playing alone or with other humans. Their family did own both a Skitty and a Growlithe, but they both always seemed more like pests than anything else to him - possibly because it was he who often had to look after them while his parents were busy with his twin little sisters and work. Sigur just never saw the point in Pokémon, and the fact that he was often asked questions about his "strange" attitude towards them and being pressured into at least trying to go with the flow just made him all the more reluctant to play along. 

When Sigur grew and most other kids around him left on their respective Pokémon journeys, his parents unanimously decided that he was not fit to go along. He was a bit of a rebel and his parents worried he'd mess with the wrong kind of crowd - or the wrong kind of Pokémon. After all, there had been that one incident with him having pulled a Ninetales' tail... Regardless, Sigur was nothing but happy about the decision, he didn't particularly care about running around the world and crawling in mud to find new animals to make fight for him anyway. 

The biggest change probably happened when Sigur was fourteen and his family moved to Hoenn. His mother had got a big promotion and that meant moving to a big city in the middle of rich lifestyle, cocktail parties and impeccable discipline - all things Sigur couldn’t have cared for less. His parents tried to groom him into a fine young man they could introduce to their co-workers at parties, but it soon became apparent that was a plan meant to fail. He never learned etiquette or manners for the simple reason that he didn’t want to. All that disgusted him. He rebelled. Caused trouble. Was an ass.

In the end, his parents figured his temper and attitude problem must’ve stemmed from the fact that he didn’t get to train Pokémon as a kid. Sigur swore that had nothing to do with anything, but his parents were adamant and ended up signing him up for a trainer program before he could help it. Not that he minded in the end - he figured he’d rather walk around the region twice than attend another cocktail party in a dress shirt. So, with that, he was shipped off to the far-off Saro region to try his luck.

[B]Favorite Pokemon Type:[/B] None, really, but if he had to choose, his Pokémon should at least look cool. He can use them as trophies that way or shit.

[b]Other:[/b] N/A

Oh and blue and red are pretty cool.